Chapter 1 ~okay haz~

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I laid on my boyfriend Harry bed snuggled into him. 4;00 am as he was asleep preparing for his concert in Melbron, Australia. Unlike me, non of the fans know where dating, only the boys. We planed to tell them tomorrow we'll doing a livestream. I felt Harry's chest slowly fall then rise, slowly I began tracing his tattoos. From the hip to butterfly to the ship and so on. "Baby what are you doing awake" he mumbled slowly looking at my eyes. "I'm worried haz, what if the don't like me. What about "Larry shippers" I'm just scared" I said with weakness inside my voice. "They will love you, i promise." Harry said. "I love you haz" I whispered softly. "I love you too and I don't think anything may change that.
I fell asleep studying his heart beat
It was 4:30. Dreams, more like nightmares ran into my mind. Then Harry's soft face wording "they will love you I promise" before the rest happened I heard haz alarm. Flashing 9am the apple tone rang.
•Harry's pov•
Hannah still asleep beside me with her head on my chest I slowly awaken her "hey princess" I mumbled "hi haz" she whispered slowly rising up rubbing her eyes. "Gotta get ready, have to be at the studio by 11:30 the boys will be here in 15," I told her. She let out a groan falling her head back into her pillow. I pulled out my phone, staring to take a video, "your such a child" a spoke to her. "Your a tit Harry." She said laughing. "Wait your recoding, what the hell I thought we where friends". She said hitting my shoulder. "I lava u" I said, she smacked me in the shoulder. The video ended and I put it on Instagram. "I love you. I said kissin her nose. "I don't love you" she said. "Oh that hurts." I said crawling out of bed giving he a slight push out of bed. "What the fuck dude" she said sitting up. Walking over to the dresser where I was grabbing her clothing and walking to the bathroom.
I got dressed too, the usual look. Tight black jeans with a hole in the left leg and a hoodie, maybe it was 1 size too big cause it was huge. I sat on the bed with my phone waiting for hannah.
She walked out in tight black jeans and white top slightly tucked in.
"Haz. Stop you don't get to stare cause ur a asshole" she giggled walking out as the doorbell rang.
•Hannah's pov•
I walk down stairs to flashing lights and screaming girls. 4 boys came running in. "Hi." Niall said huffing. "You okay? I giggled. "SHE TOOK MY HAT" Liam huffed. "Ready boys" Harry said jogging down the stairs. "Yea mate" Harry slide on his shoes looking at me shivering since it was cold. (I'm from Canada so it's in Celsius.) it was -8 and I didn't have a hoodie due to my best friend elizebeth who had them all.
Harry took off his sweater and gave it too me. "Thanks haz" I smiled at him. "Fans outside, not supposed to know till tonight." Liam said throwing his hands in the air. "Right" I said as niall led us out the door. Screams and flashes is all I saw. I wanted to hold Harry's hand but I couldnt. I was stopped by being grabbed by fans asking me questions "why are u in Harry's sweater?" "Are u and curls dating" "why are u a ugly bitch"
Tears kinda filled my eyes but my sunnies blocking it. "Let me go please." I asked I felt the grasps get lose as the boys took some photos. "Let me go please" I whispered. "Why are u ugly" "your trying to take the boys away" "please take a photo with me." A tiny girl asked. Slowly trying to pull away from the grip I took her phone and took a photo. "Thanks" she smiled as I was pulled the other way but the angry fans. Mean things where said and I wanted to cry.
I slowly was able to get away as fans tried to get closer yelling at me. Paul ended up beside me helping me through as he rounded up the boys. "HAnnah is ugly" a voice screamed about all. Harry turned in anger. "Haz it's not worth it comon I said holding his arm pulling it. We walked into the van, Liam zayn Louis Harry Niall then me. I sat in the back with haz and Lou. Once the fans where out of sight Harry pulled me in and held me the whole ride. Rubbing small circles into my back

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